Vaild his resplendant glorie from your view,
For my sake pitie him _Oceanus_,
That erst-while issued from thy watrie loynes,
And had my being from thy bubling froth:
_Triton_ I know hath fild his trumpe with _Troy_,
And therefore will take pitie on his toyle,
And call both _Thetis_ and _Cimodoæ_,
To succour him in this extremitie.

_Enter Æneas with Ascanius, with one or two more._

What? doe I see my sonne now come on shoare:
_Venus_, how art thou compast with content,
The while thine eyes attract their sought for ioyes:
Great _Iupiter_, still honourd maist thou be,
For this so friendly ayde in time of neede.
Here in this bush disguised will I stand,
Whiles my _Æneas_ spends himselfe in plaints,
And heauen and earth with his vnrest acquaints.

_Æn._ You sonnes of care, companions of my course,
_Priams_ misfortune followes vs by sea,
And _Helens_ rape doth haunt thee at the heeles.
How many dangers haue we ouer past?
Both barking _Scilla_, and the sounding Rocks,
The _Cyclops_ shelues, and grim _Ceranias_ seate
Haue you oregone, and yet remaine aliue!
Pluck vp your hearts, since fate still rests our friend,
And chaunging heauens may those good daies returne,
Which _Pergama_ did vaunt in all her pride.